I! Heaven's Will, Let Teyvat Become The Supreme World

"Yes, that's right, if it's a divine species, we will definitely be able to bring a first-level cat of the divine species to Master Artex." Azriel's eyes were shining as she rubbed her hands together.

"Furthermore, Lord Artosh has not stood up from his throne for a long time since he killed the dragon spirit species known as the strongest. If we can hunt the divine species, Lord Artosh will definitely be looking forward to us." ”

After saying that, they looked at the fourth instance of Flügel, which was also Raphael, the tactical brain.

"You're right, you."

The blue-short-haired Flügel nodded: "Yes, we must all mobilize to defeat the gods."

As the wings created by Lord Artosh, the strongest god species.

Even if a single individual is stronger than their own race, they don't take it seriously.

They, the Flügels, are not a race accustomed to fighting alone.

A team of five Flügels can defeat Zero Zero Seven, a giant, and a team of fifty Flügels can defeat a dragon elf.

And a single Flügel can defeat a convoy composed of forest elves or gnomes.

To fight against the gods, even the weakest gods, all the Flügel must be mobilized to form a legion to fight.

It's just a confrontation, but if you want to conquer them, you still need to rely on the power of their creator.

"Then let's go and search where the divine species is now. Hehe... Hehe, Jibril's mouth is watering.

She was the last Flügel to be born, the little sister of everyone, and she never participated in the battle where the entire Flügel army was dispatched to defeat the gods. This made her particularly regretful and wanted to prove her abilities.

At this moment, Artexu's voice appeared.

[This is not the birth of the divine species, this is a change in the rules of the planet. Some rules that even the divine species must abide by have imprisoned the entire planet... no, even the universe outside the planet. 】

【Some kind of...huh?】

The innermost part of Abant Heim's little world.

The entire small world seems to be made up of blocks in "Minecraft".

In the deepest part stood a tall throne, with Artex sitting on it like a rock.

Artesiu has a burly figure, more than twice the height of an ordinary person, and has strong muscles.

A pair of sharp and bright golden eyes reveal an aloof light, and a black beard falls sparsely on his chin.

The most eye-catching thing is the eighteen pairs of wings on his back. When not in use, it is folded up like a feather cloak draped over the body.

What happened deep inside the planet? An order that cannot be violated took over the planet and the universe...

Is it because the war has not ended yet?

He can already collect the fruits of victory, but he is the 'strongest', and the concept of his essence is 'the strongest fight'

The Star Cup? 'The Only God'? means nothing to him. He only wants to fight, and he only wants a reciprocal fight.

Rather than being the 'strongest' he was born with, being the strongest has no meaning to him.

Being the strongest without failure is meaningless.

He longs for a rival. An opponent who can challenge him, be equal to him, or even defeat him.

"Um?"

Artosh was not interested in the changes in the universe, but there were many powerful auras appearing in the not-too-distant universe, much more powerful than him, at least he could not guess for the time being.

These auras came towards the planet beneath his feet in a gesture of proclaiming sovereignty.

The golden eyes lit up with fire for a moment.

The Flügel suddenly stood up from the throne amid the disbelieving expressions.

"Ah? Lord Arteo has stood up!"

Azriel quickly flew back to the 'small world' and came to Artesh's throne, saying in shock.

"Lord Artosh! Are you going to fight? Have you completely obtained the fruits of victory?"

Everyone among the Flügels knew very well that Lord Artosh had been sitting on the throne because he could not find an opponent.

Now that I have said it, the abnormality on the planet just now is not the appearance of the gods, but that Lord Artesio is tired of those long-eared and gophers buzzing in his ears, "Want to kill all their creations."

They were very excited at the thought of this. They had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Before the other Flügel could speak excitedly, Artosh said.

"A powerful person from outside the universe has come to our world."

As a god, the rules and concepts of the world are personified, and they can naturally perceive what is happening.

"So that's it. If there are no strong people in this world, then there must be strong people in other worlds."

"Is it an accidental arrival or something else?"

"But it doesn't matter. Since we are strong, there will definitely be a war."

"My feathers, the beings from outside the universe are coming soon and are ready to fight.

Artesio's God's Heart, which had stopped beating, slowly resumed beating, and the thumping sound was like a war drum...

"Ah? A strong man from outside the universe?"

"Is there a universe outside the universe?"

"Although I don't understand what's going on, Master Artosh has finally begun to lead us in the battle!"

Yin ~

Abant Heim chanted and looked at the King of the Universe, feeling the breath of countless 'gods', some even far surpassing the 'god of war' that impressed him. His chaotic eyes had a look that came from his soul. fear.

"Set off--"

But as a fantasy species that has been subdued by the gods, it still suppresses its fear and flies towards the universe.

Underneath the magma, there is a huge forge hand.

Okan, the god of forging, opened his magma-colored eyes. From the outside, he looked like an extremely rough humanoid, with eyebrows and beards all made of flames, and the muscles on his body were like steel.

As the incarnation of the rules of 'forging', he clearly felt a strange order acting on all the rules.

His expression showed surprise.

"So many auras of gods! What's going on?"

"Huh? That fighting madman Artexu actually ran over on his own initiative?"

"Hahaha, that's right. After all, he will definitely run over to the auras of so many gods."

"Is there a universe outside the universe?"

He has not left this planet. He is the only one among the gods who has left this planet. The only one who has escaped from the war is the Lord of the Red Moon who occupies the red moon.

"Hahaha, it's getting more and more interesting! Do even the gods outside the universe want to participate in this war?" 0.8 "Boys, don't go out now! Just wait and see what happens!"

The commander of the goblins, Ronny Delaunil, received the message and asked in confusion: "Sir, why is this?"

Okan is not only a creator but also a father to the goblins, and Shikan thinks so too.

It can be said that the goblins are the race most loved by their creator, which also makes them think highly of themselves. Neither the Flügel nor the dragon elves take them seriously.

And Okan condoned everything they did.

Above the red moon.

Centaur-shaped moonsongs surround the temple.

The Lord of the Red Moon looked at the small 'light gate' visible to the naked eye in the universe in shock.

Countless light spots of 'spiritual species' leaped out from the light gate, heading towards her like a meteor shower.

"What kind of door is that? Those are all gods! The same kind?"